By Diana Webb
Leatherhead, Surrey, UK
It towers above the park this tree . An ancient haven with countless generations of birds to its name. It teems with wildlife down through its roots.
Painters have painted it, poets penned poems on it, children danced and sang round the girth of its trunk.
Now there are plans for this space with a landmark. High rise tower blocks. Multi-story car park. Big hotel. Lots and lots and lots of concrete which will always resound with the multi-wave echo of the crash of a tree.
layered picnic rug
with shade of myriad summers
we shake out the tears